I’m not even that old, but the body just doesn’t work like it used to. Here I sit after my regular 4 mile walk, icing down my ankle because it was already starting to hurt. I sprained it two and a half years ago, and now it requires special care. I hike four miles twice a week on a paved path with a friend. My ankle is always fine when I walk, it’s later when I sit down for a while and then try to get up again that it bothers me. My heel and ankle both hurt. After our walk last Thursday, it was a little tender when I went to bed, but when I got up in the morning I couldn’t hardly put any weight on it. It took a good two hours for the muscles to loosen up enough that I wasn’t limping anymore. Sigh. It really isn’t the worst thing, it is always fine after a bit of walking around, but it just sucks to know that there isn’t anything I can do to change it. Ice and ibuprofen, some stretching too, that’s all the advice I get. That’s great when it gets to hurting, but why isn’t there something I can do to make it go away forever? Why does getting older mean that some things never really heal and having to lose my valuable time to ice and ibuprofen?
Well, I suppose in any case that I can say I had a good time. I love these walks with my friend. She’s great company and the four miles goes by almost too fast now.
I’m off to work on my novel from camp so that I can finish and get back to my other novel. Here’s hoping that I can get finished with that soon too since there’s another idea already brewing. Sometimes I can’t keep up with myself, too many things floating around in my head.
If anyone has any great advice, please leave it. I’m open-minded.